Sticks and stones will break my bones
But words will never hurt me
Except for all those lies you told,
They’re poison in my bloodstream
The hurt you planted was a seed
And it sprouted deep within
Now I breathe in your burden
And I exhale out your sin
Some days I wake up sorry
For feeling like I do
And I find myself forgetting
All the floods I’ve cried for you
Now there’s frostbite on my fingertips,
Cold surrender overcomes me
Frozen face and bluish lips
In an avalanche of memory
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It’s always hard to hate someone you’re biologically wired to love. It doesn’t help when that person is in your life so much that their abuse has become the norm, and you barely notice it as ‘something wrong.’ It helps to have an external voice say, “This person is f*cking you up. You’re not wrong for hating them.” But it’s hard to really break away completely. Maybe this will shed some light, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A5fw-IT_phU&t=345s I know it helped me a bit. Labeling it as something made it just a tad easier to handle.
Ah it’s not emotional abuse,
she killed herself in front of me when I was young.
Thanks though
Wow Daylight. I’m sorry that happened to you, but your poem is really beautiful. I seriously enjoyed every single line. Thank you for sharing that with us.